Ding-ling-ling~
Ding-ling-ling~
Ding-ling-ling~
"Faga, turn off your alarm clock..."
In the early morning, the alarm clock rang. Eileen wrinkled her cute little nose in dissatisfaction, grumbling and unwilling to open her eyes. Her plump toes gnashed against the air in a resentful manner as she shrank back into the blankets to avoid the sunlight.
Without thinking, she grabbed something nearby and pulled Fagga's arm into her arms, holding him even tighter.
As for Fagga, he yawned blankly and tried to pull his arm out, only to find that he couldn't.
Looking to the side, he saw that Ellen was already completely draped over his left arm. Whenever Fagar tried to pull her off, Ellen would frown and reveal a row of sharp teeth as a warning.
"If you move again, I'll bite you..."
Even though she couldn't even open her eyes, Eileen still had the energy to puff out her cheeks, just like a mournful young wife.
If...we hadn't seen her entire row of sharp teeth.
Seeing this, Fagar couldn't help but smile bitterly. He wanted to sit up halfway without moving Eileen's arms, but as soon as he stood up, he suddenly felt a wave of dizziness in his head, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and he felt dizzy.
"Tsk, how late did they stay up last night..."
Fagga pressed his palm to his forehead, trying to suppress his dizziness, and rolled over Eileen to reach for his phone on the bedside table.
Her body arched upwards, the blanket suddenly lost its support and slid down with gravity, revealing her fair, strong arms, which were as white as a girl's. Five strong fingers quickly locked onto their target and grabbed the phone.
Ring ring~
Ring ring ring~ Ring!
"What time is it?"
After turning off the alarm, Fagga suddenly forgot what time he had set it, so he switched the page to the homepage and took a closer look.
Instantly, Fagga's pupils contracted, and the last vestiges of drowsiness vanished in an instant. His brain felt as if it were being pricked by needles, and he became completely awake. Regardless of whether Ellen was sleeping comfortably or not, Fagga quickly sat up in bed.
Whew~
A cool breeze was blowing outside the window, and Fajia suddenly felt a chill.
Eileen, her pillow snatched from her arms and still grumpy from being woken up, surprisingly opened her eyes and glared at Fagga, scolding him:
"What are you doing? I finally get to sleep with someone nice... You have a great figure, it was too dark last night to see clearly!"
Before she could vent her anger, Eileen was suddenly drawn to something else. She stared at it intently, and her anger subsided instantly, her face flushed.
Faga's lips twitched, and he turned around with a disgruntled expression, flicking Eileen on the forehead. He then grabbed the blanket and shoved it over her head, grabbing a handful of clothes from the bedside table behind her, and grumbled:
"Stop looking, you color trash shark, it's already eight o'clock! The opening ceremony for Hellfire Cycling is at nine!"
Eileen shook her head and flung the blanket away, then grabbed it and wrapped it tightly around her body. Only the back of her waist, where the tail was attached, was exposed, revealing a few glimpses of slightly pink skin. Just one look at it was enough to make one's blood boil, yet there were also vague shadows covering it, making it impossible to have what one wanted.
Eileen tilted her head, stretched out her tail, and poked the back of Fagar, who had just put on his shirt, while puffing out her cheeks and drawing circles.
"Unprepared, unromantic, inexperienced... a veritable vampire with no sense of purpose."
"If I were prepared and experienced, you would be the one panicking."
Fagga retorted irritably, bent down and pulled out the box hidden under the bed, turning it inside out.
After finding his butler's uniform, Fagga went to look for Ellen's maid dress and threw it at Ellen's head.
"Put on your clothes, get ready to go."
"oh."
Eileen pouted, and a soft voice came from under her dress.
...
Old oil well area, the venue for the Hellfire Cycling Race—
[There were also enthusiastic, fuel-guzzling bastards in front of the TV and radio!]
[I'm your favorite~~the playful Johnny!]
"Hey, Ellen, stop dozing off, okay? We need to get to work soon."
After an hour of preparation and high-speed driving, Fagar finally arrived at the Fire Hell Ride's starting point in his off-road vehicle.
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